Monday, October 27, 2008


Last night, I got to hang out with Zac and Lindsay. I love when the 3 of us get to chill. We went to an English pub and then went to everyday music. I bought an African tribal CD. It is awesome in case you were wondering.

Yesterday, God really made things more clear about Romania. Jerry and I are really humbled by the way that God could potentially be using us in the near future. I am also really excited about next year too. I love people.

Today I encounter quite a few adorable fathers. One sat by me with his 2 year old daughter on MAX. He loved her so much. It was wonderful to observe.

I am working on my book still.

I sent in my ballot today. This is an interesting election to vote as an American and as a Californian (kind of).

The Helblings are coming!!!! I cant wait to see them, though I will be working a good chunk of the time that they are here. I love that family so much.

226 more days babe

Sunday, October 26, 2008


I have been doing a lot of thinking about the heart of God lately, and what we humans claim He is. The bible is very clear about who He is in some aspects, but we (while on this earth) will really not know who He is completely. I wonder what things we have assumed of Him, which are not necessarily true, just have thought so for generations. I am realizing that a good prayer is to ask God to direct me according to His will, to have His words guide my speech and to have a heart more like His. I need to pray that more.

I am sure looking forward to the things to come. God has really lined up some amazing things. I am beyond blessed. I am marrying the man of my dreams. Sometimes I realize all the things that God has done and I am so humbled by His goodness.

The fall colors are outstanding here. I have never experienced this before. I am really seeing God in a new way, the artistry of His nature. It’s amazing. I think I will rake the yard this week so I can jump into a pile of leaves.

Friday, October 10, 2008

A Day in the Life

It was difficult to get out of bed this morning because it was so cold. Upon leaving, I realized that my house was much colder inside than it was outside. One of the great mysteries of life I suppose.

My bus driver in the morning is a cross between a confederate solider (mainly due to his chops, nothing pertaining to racism) and Ethan Embry. He is probably in his mid twenties and talks like Ethan Embry does in Empire Records. He is very much a product of the late 1990's and still wears an original WWJD bracelet. He replaced my previous bus driver who looks like a character of the comic strip The Farside. I wish I had a picture of her to prove it. Anywho, seeing my current bus driver is a bit trippy....he is from my generation, a youth group kid but working as an adult with a blue collar job. Which is just another reminder that I am an adult, not longer a youth. It is weird that the generation of CD players, Backstreet Boys and TRL has grown up and has been replaced by ipods, the Jonas Brothers and High School Musical. I wonder if the youth of the 60's felt as weird having their ideals of free love and music replaced by disco and moustaches.

We are going to the Kennedy School for dinner tonight. I am so excited for the weekend :) I cannot wait to catch up on rest and not work.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

My First Blog

I was sitting on the bus the other day with Corri and a deaf family got on the bus. The little girl kept trying to say something to us, but we couldn't understand what she was saying. So I asked her mom via sign language if she knew what she was saying. Her mom got the biggest smile on her face, because I knew sign language. We only exchanged a few sentences before they got off the bus, but her mom was still smiling all the way off the bus. It made my day and made me realize how much I wanted to blog about it. I told Corri that I was going to start blogging again, so here I am.

I hope to make this blog as honest as possible. I think one of the biggest problems within our Christian Culture in America is that we are not completely honest about how we feel, or what we are struggling with. I look at the book of Psalms and think about how it would fit in today's society, and I think of it as King David's honest blog. He tells the reader and God when he feels deserted and pissed, along with the nitty gritty crap of his personal life. Since David was a man after God's own heart, I figure that I should follow after his example. Bring everything to the table.

Right now, I feel anxious, less so than this morning, but still anxious. I am having a difficult time deciphering God's voice from other voices and it is beyond frustrating. All I know is that my God is not a God of confusion; He won't say one thing and mean another. So, I know I should trust the conformation He has given me time and time again, but I doubt myself and my ability to hear what He is saying (not making up something that I want to hear). This stems from self doubt and doubt placed in my life by others. If you think of it, I'd appreciate your prayers :)